Sunday, September 7, 2008

Spring Soil

turn up your brow, raise up your eyesthe sunset sky's on fire with dusk nighbathe in and drink down it's golden glowplace low beneath spring soil your sorrowtoil with care, water it and watch it growand as you kindly nurture it you'll noticethat your previous season's sad, sullen tonenow wisely and timely and fertile sownwon't take long to turn and burst to showitself as a beautiful, budding new beginninga sign of the cycle of love, loss and living